Lord of Chaos (The Dragon Demigods #7) - Charlene Hartnady Page 0,93
the material around his neck. “You’ll feel like it’s strangling you,” he tugged at the fabric near his ass, “everywhere.”
Soren and Pace laughed. Talon grunted. He still wasn’t sure why Leukos had chosen him for this assignment. He pushed out a deep breath, mentally preparing for the task ahead. Probably because he was level-headed, could think on his feet and because, like the others chosen, he’d lost a mate. Which meant he wasn’t looking for or interested in human females. In females, period. Back to being level-headed. At least he knew his prick wouldn’t do the thinking or the talking for him. It was one small consolation.
There were days when he missed his mate terribly. Lark had been a good companion. His chest tightened for a moment. There was no time to dwell on such things, Talon pulled on the loincloth. The fabric covered both legs, all the way to his ankles. So impractical. The material was, thankfully, soft. He pulled his cock to the side, having to suck in a breath to zip the garment closed.
Good thing he no longer had any use for it because his prick felt like it was being squashed to death in there. Talon made another grunting noise, arching his back. It didn’t improve things. How did humans handle this? It was terrible.
“Nothing helps.” Soren was grinning. “Hopefully we will get used to the discomfort.”
“I wouldn’t count on it.” Pace was frowning heavily.
Talon had to agree with Pace. There was no way he was getting used to this. He pulled the shirt over his head. “Are you sure these are normal human attire?” He rubbed a hand over the garment. “Why is there a picture of a bird on the front?”
“Yes, it’s perfectly normal. Humans have very strange taste in things.” Soren made a face. “You saw the pictures of the humans. They wear all sorts of colors.” The male was trying to force his feet into tube-like things that fit around them awkwardly. Talon couldn’t remember what they were called. “They are shoes,” Soren announced, obviously catching his quizzical look. “Humans do not walk around much without them.”
“I remember from our training. They look worse than the human loincloths,” Cadon interjected, eyes wide and staring at the foot tubes.
“My feet feel squashed,” Soren groaned. “This can’t be right.” He shook his head, looking down at his feet.
“I’ll take those.” They were flat rubber, with a piece that fit between the toes. Talon tested them out, feeling the rubber slap against the soles of his feet with every step. It was doable though. At least his feet would be mostly free. That was something at least.
Cadon quickly snatched up the remaining rubber shoes, leaving Soren and Pace to wrestle the tubes onto their feet.
Once they were all dressed, Cadon handed each of them a bag.
“Let’s go over the plan,” Talon said, looking each male in the eyes, from one to the other. “Cadon, you take us through everything. You were the one who conducted the preliminary research.”
Cadon nodded once. “Inside the bag is money. Humans use it to buy the things that they need. You cannot just take something. You have to give some of the money in return for an item. There is also a plastic card that has money inside it. The card can be used instead of the paper money.”
“I still do not understand how such a small plastic card can have so much paper money inside of it.” Soren narrowed his eyes. The male shrugged. “I guess we’ll figure it out.”
"Yes, we will." Cadon nodded. "There is a cellphone with each of our numbers programmed in. We will use it to stay in contact with one another. I hope you all remember how to use it." He paused. When no one said anything, he continued. "Do not forget to charge your cell phone by plugging it into the wall."
It didn’t make much sense, but Talon nodded, as did the others. Soren was right, they would have to figure it all out. “The goal is to learn as much about the humans as possible. The females are of particular importance. We need to be able to teach the others all we learn so that they will be in a better position to win one as a mate when the time comes.”
“I’m not so sure it is a good idea to split up.” Pace shook his head, brow furrowing.
“Neither do I,” Soren said, still tugging at the fabric at his ass.
“Why don’t the two of you stick together then?” Talon offered.
Pace looked at Soren, who cocked his head. “Yes, sounds good to me.”
Pace nodded. “That’s settled then. What about the two of you?”
Talon looked over at where Cadon was standing. The male looked at him with indifference. “I think we’ll stick to the plan and spread out,” Talon said. “More chance of getting somewhere with these females.”